Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
“Is there any chance you will go change?” I ask her softly.
“Not a chance,” she says, wiping off her lip gloss from her lips. “But there is a good chance I can show you what I’m wearing under it when we get home.”
“This is not helping right now,” I say and grab her hand, almost pulling her out of the house. I walk to the side passenger door and open it for her. She stops beside me and kisses my cheek.
“Well, you look handsome,” she says, and then steps into the car and sits, making her skirt go higher.
“This is going to be the longest night of my life,” I say, closing the door and walking to my side of the car.
Chapter Seventeen
Zara
I try to hide my laughter while he gets into the car, and all he does is grump and pout. The outfit is short, but it’s so slinky and sexy and sassy I had to wear it. Plus, after seeing his face when he saw me, I had no choice.
“Is there going to be food there?” I ask him. “I’m getting a bit hungry.”
“There should be,” he says, looking over, and now it’s my turn to look at him. The black suit did not do him justice when he tried it on in the showroom. Having it on him tailored and perfect with his white shirt under it and the gold cufflinks, he was so hot as fuck. I look down, sending the picture of him scowling to Zoe.
Zoe: I think I saw that same look on Matthew and Max.
“My sister says you look nice.” I laugh at the comment. He pulls up to the arena and heads to the underground parking. He scans his badge that is in his middle console, and the black doors open. He makes his way down to where the players park, and I see that it’s almost full. He puts the car in park in his reserved parking spot, his name on the concrete wall in front of us. I grab the lip gloss from my little purse to reapply it. I put it back in the purse, and he opens the door, coming to me and kissing me. “I just put my lip gloss on,” I tell him, grabbing a tissue and wiping it off his mouth.
“I know,” he says and then comes back in for a little peck. He then holds out his hand, and I grab it to help me down. He presses a button on the keys, making the car beep. We walk to a black side door with my hand in his the whole time. He opens the door with his free hand and holds it open for me to walk in before him, my hand slipping out of his.
“Oh shit,” someone says, and I look up at a guy who looks the same age as Justin. “Goddamn.”
Evan stand beside me and looks at him. “What’s up, Patterson?” he says, doing the chin up.
“Hey, Richards,” Patterson says, and that is all he says. He’s too busy staring at me.
“Hi,” I say, and I’m about to put my hand out when I’m yanked away and just look at Evan. We walk down the carpeted hallway, and he says hello to a couple of people and then finally we get to the locker room where the guys are all waiting.
“Hey,” he says, sticking his head in, and I hear a guy laughing.
“Oh, New York is going to be so much fun,” he says, slapping the bench next to him. “Dude, you are going to die.” I shake my head and hold the purse up to my mouth to hide my laughter.
I lean in, and whisper, “I’ll protect you.”
“Okay folks, we are about to do the introductions, and then there is the red carpet.” A man who I think is the PR guy comes in and then looks over at us. “Everyone in place please.” He claps his hands. “By number please except captain and assistant,” he says and walks over to us.
“Can you take her out there?” Evan says to him. “Zara, this is Tristan.” He motions to the man wearing a Gucci suede suit that was on the runway last season.
“We’ve met.” I look at Evan. “He came to collect me in Jersey.”
He smiles and then nods his head when he sees that the reporters are watching. “I have to go.”
“See you out there,” I tell him and then wait for Tristan to lead the way. We walk down the hallway, passing the reporters, and I keep my head down as well as my eyes. This is his night, and I don’t want to overshadow it by being here. He walks me out to the ice that has been transformed into a casino. A black carpeted floor covers the ice with different tables set upon one side of the ice. He walks me to where a crowd is forming.